American Gossip King

Chapter 163 Oscar's Opportunity

Beverly Hills, Goldwyn Estate.

A party is underway.

Scarlett sat on the sofa in the living room, next to Jessica, Amanda, Barbara, and the other five girls from the Dandy Building case, with Shawna further away.

Except for Kate Beckinsale and Nicole Kidman, all the other girls are here.

What? You mean Olivia?

Who is she?

The girls sang and danced to the booming music, laughing loudly and drinking beer in big gulps.

Britney Spears' music video is playing on TV.

baby one more time.

With her long legs, large breasts, and undeniable allure, Cressy Tix yelled, "Turn off the TV! Don't let Ian see this!"

Barbara Kronk, a round-faced girl standing nearby, asked in surprise, "Why?"

Amanda immediately chimed in, "Because she doesn't want Ian to see Britney; he'll be pursuing her!"

The girls burst into loud laughter at the same time.

Helen Berry said, "Come on, nobody can stop Ian's womanizing ways. Besides, why should we stop him? I like it the way it is."

She was carrying a beer and happily swaying her body.

Then she called out to Scarlett, "Scarlett, what about you?"

Scarlett was eating cake when she mumbled, "I don't care. Gangs of New York is about to start filming, so I'm going to be away from it for a while. What about you guys?"

Amanda replied, "I want to go back to school."

Shauna said, "Miramax is going to make an anti-terrorism movie, and I'll be busy soon too."

Helen Berry replied, "I'm going with my aunt; she has plans."

Barbara Croncke and Cressy Ticks said in unison, "We also have connections. Ian helped us get a role in a movie, but it's not a lead role."

Jessica Alba came down the stairs: "Don't worry, you'll be getting big productions coming your way soon."

The girls asked in unison, "Are you and Ian done?"

Jessica rolled her eyes and said, "No way. He's using binoculars to watch the neighbors. You know him, he's not interested in anything else at this time, he's always looking for all sorts of news, and then it's our turn... He's a workaholic, I'm getting jealous."

The girls looked at each other and exclaimed in unison, "Let's go up and take a look!"

A large group of people rushed up to the third-floor rooftop.

On the rooftop, Ian was scanning the area with binoculars, with a telephoto camera on a tripod beside him.

"What good stuff do you have?" Barbara hugged Ian from behind in a very cute way.

Ian stared intently into the distance: "Shaquille O'Neal is hooking up with three girls at the same time. Interested?"

"Let me see." Barbara took the binoculars from him, then shook her head dejectedly. "I can't see anything."

The other girls also picked up their binoculars, then collectively shook their heads: "There's nothing there."

Cressy looked at Ian speechlessly: "Sometimes I really wonder how your eyes are structured, how you can always see things that we can't."

Ian chuckled, "That's what you call professional!"

He then abandoned his exploration and embraced the girls, saying, "Come on, darlings, let's go sit down for a bit. Sorry for the delay, I just didn't want to miss any good opportunities."

Helen Berry laughed: "Shaq's calculation?"

"He's worthless. He's not married yet, and he'd be worthless even if he were." With that, Ian kissed Helen.

There are valuable aspects, such as Shaquille O'Neal's content involving minors, but Ian doesn't plan to release it. The sports industry is also a part of the media.

Ian doesn't have that much funding right now... so that should be a plan for next year or later.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

The girls rushed forward to hug and kiss Ian.

Just then, Amanda, who was looking through binoculars, suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, I see Arnold Schwarzenegger! He's with... oh my god, that black woman must weigh at least three hundred pounds, and he has such a good appetite!"

Ian paused, then leaned closer and said, "Let me see."

Then Ian instantly became excited: "Wait a minute, babies!"

He pointed the camera into the distance and murmured, "Thank you, Amanda, this material is good."

Arnold Schwarzenegger is married, and his wife is Maria Shriver, the niece of former US President John F. Kennedy, a woman of high status.

He has a great appetite, ignoring his beautiful wife and going after that older black woman!

This information is valuable, especially since he's going to become governor next year.

At that moment, a scene in the distance was captured on camera, and the girls all gathered around to look.

They all shook their heads: "It's unimaginable that he could do that to a woman like that."

"Oh my god! He actually..." Amanda turned her head away.

At only 17 years old, she was still somewhat unaccustomed to strong flavors.

"Stop looking, babies." Ian quickly finished filming. It doesn't matter if the material is a little longer or shorter; it's not like we're showing porn.

Then he quickly took out the memory card and said, "He's stirred up my anger, and I need to put it out."

Upon hearing this, the girls all looked at him excitedly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

I've been waiting for this moment, you bastard Ian!

………………

Just after a spring rain during the Spring Festival.

Inside the attic on the third floor, the girls lay sprawled out, nestled together with Ian.

Amanda, being the youngest, unceremoniously took the seat of honor from Ian, her slender fingers tracing circles on his chest. She looked at him with her large, bright eyes and asked, "Ian, they say you're planning to monopolize Hollywood, is that true?"

Ian smiled.

He rubbed the girl's hands: "Of course not. I don't get involved in production. I just try to control the publicity and distribution. As for the artists, at most I'll add copyrights and invest in some projects that I think are promising."

"That's already quite a lot." Helen Berry wrapped her long, beautiful legs around him. "But Lockbridge Pictures can't do what you need. You should buy a talent agency."

Ian stroked her alluring calves: "I've had the same idea, but I need the right opportunity."

On the other side, Jessica, who was toying with Ian, chuckled and said, "Your so-called opportunity was getting dirt on me, right?"

Ian laughed heartily: "Good darlings, you guys know me so well... Okay, that's enough, baby, give me some rest time."

The girls swarmed around him, laughing, "Don't even think about it. Ian Karl, this is the price you pay for your womanizing."

Another round of playful bickering and laughter ensued.

Playing and frolicking amidst the soft fragrance of her body, savoring the beauty of youth, the phone rang just then. Ian, unable to leave, said, "Cressy, answer the phone."

Cressy then crawled toward the phone.

Looking at her full, round buttocks, Ian couldn't contain himself for a moment. He got up from the girls and hugged Cressy from behind.

Cressy stretched her arm, holding the phone, behind her with a soft, boneless motion: "Here you go."

As she spoke, she let out a soft, panting sound, lay down next to Barbara, and the two girls kissed passionately.

Ian knelt behind Cressy, holding the phone, and said, "It's me."

Chatham's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I have some news, boss, that you might like."

The latest novel is first published here!

"Go ahead and say it," Ian replied with a hum.

Chatham paused for a moment, then asked, "Is it inconvenient?"

"It's okay." Ian didn't care about that at all.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Jessica is here too."

Chatham: "..."

Please don't provoke me.

Chatham quickly replied, "I just heard some news: ABC and the Academy have broken down in negotiations."

Ok?

Ian paused, startled.

Cressy began to wiggle her hips, her sweat glistening under the light, yet exuding a deadly allure.

Ian said, "You mean the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences?"

The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences (AMPS) is responsible for organizing the Oscars, hence it is also known as the Academy Awards.

Although this so-called academy, composed of 6000 film industry professionals and veterans, claims to be a non-profit organization, their broadcasting fees are never low, often reaching tens of millions of US dollars.

The Oscars broadcasts are monopolized by ABC, with NBC only appearing to have taken over once; ABC has monopolized most of the other broadcasts.

And now Chatham is telling him that the negotiations between ABC and the college have fallen apart?

Did this happen in a past life?

I don't know!

It doesn't matter, since many things are different in this time and space, and my intervention only amplifies the differences.

Ian asked, "Are you sure?"

Chatham replied, "Yes, that's right. The guy at ABC in charge of this contract renewal is named Danny Charlin, and he's on good terms with one of my male artists. When he was talking to him, he said those guys at the Academy were too greedy, saying they wanted a ten million dollar renewal fee."

"That's really greedy!" Ian chuckled.

Chatham said, "I remember you were interested in this."

Of course I'm interested, and I even asked ABC about it, but they refused.

Ian patted Jessica and Amanda, who were fidgeting on either side of him, signaling them to be quieter: "Hmm, has ABC given up?"

"Not yet, and we might continue to try, but at least now is an opportunity. Time is running out, and I think you can secure this deal; it would give you a huge influence throughout Hollywood."

It does!

While acquiring broadcasting rights doesn't determine who wins or loses an award, it can determine who gets more or less screen time at the Oscars.

Footage from the Oscars ceremony is incredibly valuable!

Isn't what Chinese celebrities love to do most just to crash the red carpet? What's the point? Is it because the red carpet there is softer?

Isn't the point to look good on camera?

When Obama visited China, a woman stood behind him. The black president didn't know her at all, but that didn't stop her from giving herself an online name: "The Woman Behind Obama."

If Ian Carl disagrees, no one will pay attention to you even if you walk the red carpet. After all, the broadcaster cannot restrict film and television, but can restrict the media, including Chinese media: You dare to disobey the arrangements?

In 02, one of Ian's plans was to make a name for himself in the entertainment industry and improve the quality of media content, and the Oscar broadcasting rights were undoubtedly a good entry point.

History is meant to be changed. Now that I, Ian Carl, have emerged, there's no reason for the Oscars to continue being broadcast on ABC.

By the way, when Madoff took action against him, those media groups were the ones who fueled the flames—especially ABC!

Ian's mind raced at that moment, and finally he said, "You did a great job. Go back to White Mountain Company and get a part-time job. You'll earn ten thousand a month."

Chatham was overjoyed: "Thank you, boss. But I still hope you can give me more opportunities in the future; I can do even more for you!"

Ian was taken aback: "For example?"

"You can buy UTA!"

Ian laughed. So you knew what I was after all.

Scarlett and Shawna were rubbing against his back with their soft bodies.

Ian leaned back, feeling incredibly comfortable.

He gently patted Cressy's smooth back, signaling her to calm down, and said, "Then you need to work even harder. I don't want UTA to have too much leverage."

"I understand!" Chatham exclaimed with delight.

Having confirmed his boss's intentions, he knew even better what he should do.

After hanging up the phone, Ian looked at the beautiful woman in his arms.

Cressy gritted her teeth, tilted her head to look at him, her big, round, bright eyes sparkling, and the freckles on her face looked so cute.

She whispered, "Snake!"

What?

Ian paused for a moment, then realized: "It'll be over soon."

As he spoke, he gently bent down and embraced that youthful beauty.

(End of this chapter)